Fast wear male god is super fierce

Chapter 202
Ling put the pastry away and looked at Fuhua with a smile.

"Didn't the king ignore him? So His Highness Mo Yu had to go to the previous palace by himself."

Fu Hua was a little awkward.

"Who... who let him live there..."

Wu swallowed his saliva, not daring to look up at him.

After a while, he moved away slowly.

A handful of pastries were brought over.

"Yes, yes, the king didn't say anything, it was His Highness Mo Yu who made the mistake himself."

Seeing Ling Yi about to leave, he frowned.

"Why are you walking so fast, I haven't finished asking."

Ling Yi held back his expression of wanting to laugh, and looked at her calmly.

"Is there anything else the king wants to order?"

Fu Hua blinked.

I stopped for a long time and didn't know what to say.

Then he clapped his hands in disgust.

"It's all right, let's go!"

In the afternoon, consciously or subconsciously, I heard the little demon at the door talking about His Highness Mo Yu.

"I heard that His Highness Mo Yu lives in that palace alone, it's so pitiful."

"That's right, His Highness Mo Yu has made great contributions to the demon world, but now he lives there alone sick."

"His Highness Mo Yu is still sick?!"

"Yeah, I was coughing up blood last night, it looks like I'm seriously ill!"

"His Highness Mo Yu is coughing up blood?"

"His Royal Highness Mo Yu vomits blood and looks like he is about to die. It's so pitiful. That palace is still so bad."

"His Highness Mo Yu is dead??!!"

Fuhua: "..."

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She has listened to countless versions a day.

I didn't find out before that people in the demon world are so gossip.

Speechless with black lines all over his face.

With a cup of hot tea in his finger, he felt that the weather was much colder.

I drank it in small sips for a while.

Zero One brought a few people over with a stove.

Instantly the room warmed up.

From time to time, his eyes looked at the stove next to him, and then looked out again.

Suddenly asked Ding Ding.

"The male god won't be frozen to death, right?"

Ding Ding was silent for a while, a little unaware that the host actually had the idea of ​​letting the male god freeze to death.

After returning to God for a while, he answered solemnly.

"Yes! The male god is dead! You will go directly to the next plane, but you will lose your memory!"

Fu Hua Fu forehead.

It's too creepy.

Sighed, after a while.

Let the two little demons also carry a stove and lead a doctor to follow her to Mo Yu's palace.

It was really cold at night, and even wearing a thick robe felt icy cold all over.

It was dark at night, but fortunately, the lights on the side of the road flickered faintly.

After walking for a while, he gently opened the door with his fingers.

Wu beside him was sleeping uncomfortably, frowning.

Mo Yu lay pale on the bed.

Fu Hua walked over quickly.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she lightly touched his handsome forehead with her fingers.

I can feel his forehead is very hot, a little hot.

It doesn't take a doctor to know it's a fever.

Ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine and some ointment for the wound, and toss it until the early morning.

Wu himself was a light sleeper, and was woken up in the middle.

Just watching from the sidelines.

The little demons next to him were about to fall asleep, and almost fell asleep and couldn't stand still.

Fu Hua asked them to leave first, and sat on the edge of the bed, with the ointment on his white fingertips, and gently applied it on his side face.

I really don't know what's going on, my face can be hurt.

But there is a bit more rigid beauty.

Still handsome.

Unconscious eyes bent into crescents.

Is there something... that can be engraved on the soul?That way, she won't forget.

(End of this chapter)